Track nine

Embrace my corroded mind, tell me
something about
a way to find... my mental crime
Hidden on track nine
Forgotten and left behind
lonely on track nine
I'm riding down the road
expecting to find hope
..on track nine.....

When the sun burns my skin
I'll give up all I believed in
It's an industrial sin
or am I deceiving?

It's an industrial sin
When the sun burns my skin
When the sun burns my skin
while I'm driving on track

Now I'm driving through a desert of waste
I can't grip the eyes of the dead
and confusion starts in my head
I burn out their souls
I tear out their ears
I take out their hearts
I try to live alone in a new age of stone